Folding Hands

Jars and cans 
folding hands, 

bolters and falterers, 
sift for subsoils 
grew a pan.

Sentiments break 
into factions, fractions
blake in the grass
snake take make - proactive

master and margarita ville 
wasting away 
log in space

falling, falling trees
in rage, appease. 

It doesn't matter what I say?
mount plush more 
grows wildly grave 
in waves of terror
 
gad about plummets
to its pig head on a sting

circling bat like a bull ring 
scorn porn forlorn adorn mourn shorn corn
a miracle is born

in battle of gorge hook
gunk-hole and sweet bay,
how sync

not blink drink stink 
Pinky think...

Engagement fires off
as a propensity
to find its intensities.

Where volleys and returns
inform, intuits, discerns
tacitly turns — 

Strays on the why it,
cat or a bat, either way 
brooks the disquiet -

Opening emerald city
to its mortal veins
is a Roman omen
and yet constrain?

Have reins! 
as duplicities take 
into heart 
the pandemonium shadow show

assume 
consume subsume, 

multiplicities 
in the womb, in the tomb, in a room 

where love 
atones its remedy.

Feeding the tragic 
ear to its magic 
as a map of the undead, 

relativizing horror 
history is its plight,

to settle the score
and let it be more 
(or less).
Caress digress, nevertheless 

process process 
process
transverse the riot.

Freeze feints!
flow into paints 

nights that weigh 
in 
frenzies of hate 

monkey swings,
from picket to gate.

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